[ An undignified snort. It wouldn't do to shittalk her scant comrades of Skyhold; she's going to need them on her side. But Maker, is it occasionally tempting. ]
Why not? We are in a dangerous line of work, Monsieur, [ They might drink themselves to death in this basement. There may be coattails. ] Let this fortress remember us for it.
[ No small bitterness to that thought, but it goes unvoiced in the easy smile of a moment.
Yngvi is not Arnault, is not Gervais, is no Brother — this wears neither the familiarity or formality of her few friendships. There's no advantage to this; neither of them (neither of their causes) will benefit from the association.
That makes it easier. The stakes are not so high. To let down one's guard, however slight,
It does not ask so much of her.
Wren fishes at her side, hands over a heavy knife, hilt-first. do u wanna vandalize skyhold y/y ]
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Why not? We are in a dangerous line of work, Monsieur, [ They might drink themselves to death in this basement. There may be coattails. ] Let this fortress remember us for it.
[ No small bitterness to that thought, but it goes unvoiced in the easy smile of a moment.
Yngvi is not Arnault, is not Gervais, is no Brother — this wears neither the familiarity or formality of her few friendships. There's no advantage to this; neither of them (neither of their causes) will benefit from the association.
That makes it easier. The stakes are not so high. To let down one's guard, however slight,
It does not ask so much of her.
Wren fishes at her side, hands over a heavy knife, hilt-first. do u wanna vandalize skyhold y/y ]